““I want you to get out, please. You heard what I said—I am not visiting tenants or anyone else. I’m leaving Northcliffe Hall and I have no intention of returning ever again.”Sinjun gave her the placid look of a nun. “I will go with you, of course. It’s all the same to me. Please don’t make me get out. I am your sister now by marriage and I’m not a bad person, really, and—”“I don’t assume you’re a bad person, but I am leaving your brother, just as your mother obviously wishes, just as your broth...er wishes, just as, doubtless, the backstairs maids wish. I cannot be responsible for you. Goodness, I don’t even know you or you me! You must go about your business. Would you please get out of the carriage?”Sinjun found this complication profoundly interesting. So this was marriage in the making. It was far more engrossing than any of the Greek plays she’d read by candlelight at midnight in Douglas’s library. It was closer to the Restoration plays she’d read by Dryden and Wycherley.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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